A somewhat dream interpretation

     

Falling /Empty Kingdom, painting by Julie O’Yang, Chinese ink on canvas

 © 2012Julie O’Yang Artwork & poem first published in One Imperative, a thematic art-zine from Singapore, curator Jeremy Fernando 

On June 4, Room No. 1989

(A somewhat dream interpretation)

———-

Those ordinary experiences

Those ordinary images

Rushing into

My nocturnal, one woman’s space by accident

Turning themselves to arabesque words

Of intertwined floral, foliate, and geometric figures

Shapes of a crimson cloudscape

Wine-red time machine bringing me to roses in December

Where you made love to me

I told you that we tasted like sea

In that summer place stirred by

The hours of lightness, Room No. 1989

——-

We talked silly languages like lovers do

We felt mad feelings lovers feel

Love didn’t change us into great poets

Pronouncing arabesque words

Of intertwined floral, foliate, and geometric figures

I felt you felt drunk

I felt you felt loved

For the first time in your young-old breathing

In your breath, I reached out to feel distant crimson clouds

To catch our feather-white time machine

We are gamblers who know failure when we see it

And we failed

In that summer place stirred by

The hours of lightness, Room No. 1989

———–

Then suddenly

Drip, drip, drip, dark red, dark thick

I awoke to the sap of Life

Salty, crimson iron rain during the hours of lightness and carnage

Tender, durable paradox sea I tasted on my lips

I tasted your departed breath:

I’m no longer in your poem

You are no longer in my dream

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